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Section 411
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1Post.
2Is there no way for Men to be, but Women
3Must be halfe‑workers? We are all Bastards,
4And that most venerable man, which I
5Did call my Father, was, I know not where
6When I was stampt. Some Coyner with his Tooles
7Made me a counterfeit: yet my Mother seem'd
8The Dian of that time: so doth my Wife